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izzyalienqueenShe'd tried to tone things down as much as she could, but Isabel was still afraid her professor would think the paper she'd written for her composition class was better suited for a creative writing class. Still, after three hours of concentrating, she was pleased with the paper she'd written about teamwork in the face of adversity.
Reaching for her phone she flipped it on and immediately dialed her voicemail.
Ten minutes later, Isabel finally stopped facepalming.
"Oh this is going to go over well."
Knowing this probably wasn't the only message Savannah left, she decided to be proactive and send a text.
Reaching for her phone she flipped it on and immediately dialed her voicemail.
Ten minutes later, Isabel finally stopped facepalming.
"Oh this is going to go over well."
Knowing this probably wasn't the only message Savannah left, she decided to be proactive and send a text.
